Vacation....

My sister looked around as we ate our picnic lunch, "Lifestyles of the poor and unknown." Well, we certainly weren't the Rich and Famous, and that day as we sat near the ocean at a picnic table, in the drizzle and eating soggy tuna fish, I think we all felt a little poor and unknown or just a bit pathetic.

I still have the same picnic cooler. I still force my family to eat picnic lunches versus fast food when we travel. I like it a whole lot better. When I was little I would have done anything to get to eat at McDonald's; now I do anything to not eat there.

What is stirring these thoughts? We are off! It is our last vacation before the school year takes my husband away again. I love vacations. My parents gave me that, along with the green cooler. But when I vacation, I also like to be removed from the strange blog/facebook matrix world I sometimes exist in. So, until my return.....

Just know, the most encouraging thing you can do for me as a writer/blogger is to chime in every now and then, make a comment, become a follower. When this happens my happy, writing heart sores, and I want to write more.